Chapter 683: Chapter 681: 681 Seeing Off_1

After a while, Alexander Summers looked at Purple Summers up and down with doubtful eyes.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“With your level of reasoning, are you sure you won’t cause wrongful convictions as a prosecutor in the future?”

Purple Summers was taken aback, “What’s wrong? Is my reasoning incorrect? It’s logical reasoning, otherwise tell me, why would Violet Nelson treat me this way?”

Violet Nelson despised Purple Summers deeply, but Purple Summers hardly had any significant impression of her.

In Purple Summers’ view, they had nothing in common. The only unpleasantness was playing a few rounds of Werewolf, but was such a trivial conflict worth such a calculated revenge?

Purple Summers couldn’t understand.

Alexander Summers said, “What’s wrong with wanting to mess with someone you don’t like? Does it need a reason?”

“Maybe she’s just being a bitch,” Alexander Summers said with a rascal’s grin, “Now I’m touching you, and I even want to kiss you, does that need a reason? Stop thinking about which man likes you all day, be more reserved!”

Purple Summers switched into sarcastic mode, “Haha, thankfully you’re not a prosecutor, or else in court, you’d definitely be detained by the judge for contempt of court!”

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“Just contempt of court?” Alexander Summers leaned in close, dangerously close to her, their lips nearly touching, and teased, “Shouldn’t it be for harassment?”

“Alexander, what are you doing?” Atra Blanc’s voice suddenly rang in their ears.

The siblings both looked over and saw Atra Blanc standing seriously at the doorway.

Purple Summers awkwardly lowered her head, pretending as if nothing had happened, and continued drinking her milk.

Alexander Summers retracted his rascal’s hand and gently placed it on Purple Summers’ head, giving it a rub.

“Nothing,” Alexander Summers said with a smile, “I just came to check how the arranged bride that Mom’s been raising for me has grown up nicely.”

Atra Blanc turned red and white with anger, and said sharply, “Come out! Don’t disturb Purple’s studying!”

Alexander Summers had no choice but to leave the room.

Atra Blanc slammed the bedroom door shut.

Purple Summers heard Atra Blanc’s gentle scolding voice coming from outside, and Alexander Summers’ nonchalant tone, “…we’re going to get married sooner or later, didn’t you rush to have grandchildren before? Why aren’t you in a hurry now? …Alright, instead of lecturing me, you might as well make some tasty food for Purple to build up her body so she can give you grandsons and granddaughters in the future…”

Purple Summers stifled her laughter in the room.

She seriously doubted that if Alexander Summers kept talking, he would make Atra Blanc cry again.

Alexander Summers was really too bad.

…

As October approached, Purple Summers took a week off to go to Kingsley for the judicial examination.

The family was once again at odds over who should accompany Purple Summers to the exam.

Atra Blanc did not trust Alexander Summers to go with Purple Summers, while Alexander Summers thought it was even more worrying to have both Atra Blanc and Purple, a grown woman and a younger one, go together.

Neither parent nor child was agreeable to Purple Summers.

“This is too much. It’s just an exam, we don’t need the whole family to mobilize, do we?” Purple Summers said with a smile, “I’ll be back after the exam, it won’t take more than two or three days. I’m not a child; I can go alone.”

Purple Summers insisted on going alone.

On the day of departure, Atra Blanc packed Purple Summers’ luggage, reminding her of the cash in various compartments, telling her to keep her bank card and various documents close, and for fear that Purple Summers wouldn’t acclimatize, stuffed many kinds of medicines into the suitcase, dreading that her daughter would get tired or sick in a strange place.

“After you get there, don’t put too much pressure on yourself, don’t stay up too late. Your health is the most important thing. The exam is there every year, if you don’t pass this year, you can try again next year. You’re still young, there will be plenty of opportunities like this in the future…” Atra Blanc advised Purple Summers at the entrance.

Purple Summers was both amused and exasperated, “Mom, why do you keep saying things that discourage me?”

Alexander Summers urged her from the side, “Go on in quick. Stop dawdling; don’t miss the departure time.”

“What’s the hurry?” Atra Blanc scolded him, “Aren’t you worried about Purple?”

“I am worried,” Alexander Summers said, “It’s precisely because I can’t put my mind at ease that I wanted to go with her, but you didn’t agree, did you?”